What urges us on to gather together the great thoughts which
have shaped our lives? Why can two people be exposed to the
same concept and one totally identify with it as a basic rule of living,
and the other simply dismiss it as a few words strung together, of no
consequence? Why do we try, time and time again, to express our
innermost feelings and beliefs in a language which is too inadequate
to even express varying shades of pain?
What do you mean when you say "It hurts."?